"Aunt Yuran, I'll follow Niannian later."
Yuran nodded. In the midst of speaking, Bo Yan also returned, and Yuran went up to greet him, casually hanging his clothes on the nearby hook.
"Why so late today?"
Bo Yan lowered his eyes and kissed her cheek. Yuran laughed, "The kids are home, and we have guests."
Bo Yan was straightforward, "What does it have to do with me? This is my house; do I need to seek their approval for what I do?"
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Bo Nian and Yan Yi in the living room. In fact, he saw them when he first entered, but it didn't matter.
He continued with what he was doing, not diminishing his affection for Yuran just because his daughter and guests were present.
Yuran shook her head with a smile, saying nothing more.
The two of them walked inside hand in hand. Bo Nian beamed at him, "Dad, I'm here for a free meal."
